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Zywa Jun 17
When waking up
from my sleeplessness
I am tired

of the task
to create
a new past
anyhow

grafted onto
who I have been
with a family
and a mother
who knew me

to create
a second life
under a sun
bright enough

to warm me
and bleach
the shadows
Film "Trois couleurs: Bleu" - LibertΓ© ("Three Colours: Blue" - Liberty, 1993, Krzysztof Kieslowski)

Collection "New Ago"
Zywa Jun 17
Destruction, and then

the dust settles, the wind blows --


Of a new era?
Decay, demolition and war

Collection "New Ago"
SL May 13
Look out for the flickering lights
I heard some glass cracking
shards geting swallowed by the hurricane's tyranny
and the tyranny pleading at patriarchy's feet.
Look out for the desparation
penetrating out of rough gilded eyes
flowers wrapped in hands withering over time
and love swirling among rusted frames
   in oldest bus stand of town.
Deepak Battula Nov 2024
Times are getting hard, my woman,
money is getting scarce.
Will you give your hand, my woman
let us leave this place.
wave goodbye to Everyone,
Guess this is what it takes.

Will you hold my hand,
Tell me you wanna stay
Gonna leave this land today
cannot bear this flay
you would be my true love,
We can make anywhere home.
After going through a rough phase, the poet decides to leave the place to find a new start. He asks the love of his life to follow him to find a new place.
Delicacy8100 Oct 2023
Indigenous!
Belong, in place.
Eligible to be? (Unpaid)
Tracing comfort. (confronted)
Distribute all rawness.
Attribute all peace.
Abolish odd disturbances.
Against all odds, shadowing perspective.
Feeling at ease...Β Β Just ME! (Relieved)
Canvased in dirt immersed in blood. (Rituals)
Unleash the royal beast.
Reveal all - ME. (Lead)
Smudged, focused on the challenge.
Do you see?
ME?
Midlife crisis? I question my choices.
Flooded with time, my writing is hosting.
Flo Sep 2021
On a cloudy day
The autumn leafs are falling
Time to say goodbye
Here’s to new beginnings.
i used to hide from your pain
change myself for you
and i called it love
blindly following you
until you broke me

so i sat in my room eating icecream
when was the last time i was without you?
my heart is bruised, but its healing
cause i found people
that loved me through my problems
and they mended my tender heart

so that one day,
i can truly find love
and be reborn
Nigdaw Jul 2019
This year clothes me like an old coat
Worn at the elbows, with saggy shoulders
A smell that suggests more wears than washes,
***** tissues and receipts filling pockets
A tear in the lining from a drunken fall,
A tear of pain from an emotional fool
Wiped on a sleeve to preserve my masculinity.

I need to shed this year like a skin
As a spider, a lobster, a snake in the sun
To outgrow and move on from restrictive tissue,
Embrace the world as new again,
Fool myself on New Year’s Eve
I emerge like the butterfly from its cocoon
Reveal my flamboyant new wings,
To kid myself I am reborn.
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